"Big sister, are your eyes hurting?"
For the third time, Gu Xiannian noticed Chi Yu rubbing her eyes. His small face wrinkled with concern as he jumped off the sofa and ran over to ask her.
Chi Yu lowered her hand, pinching his chubby cheeks.
"No, I think an eyelash just got into my eye. You keep playing. I'll go upstairs to rest."
Gu Xiannian, naive as he was, didn't notice Chi Yu's absent-mindedness and nodded obediently.
As Chi Yu left the living room, she had barely turned her face when her brows knitted together.
It was unsettling—her eye had been twitching incessantly since she woke up, as if a foreboding omen loomed.
Worried that something might have happened to Qi Chao overseas, she took out her phone, intending to call him.
Just as she was about to dial, a servant walked in from outside and called to her, "Miss, there's a gentleman outside asking for you."
